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Did you know that at the dawn of civilization, blue-dyed cloth was crazy rare? Just about the only people who owned it were ancient Egyptians, who crushed the precious gemstone lapis lazuli to make blue dye.
But that was before India started growing indigo plants. And after that, it didn’t take long before wealthy Greeks and Romans were using it in paint and cosmetics. (Could this have been the very first blue eyeshadow?)

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In the fifth century, the Catholic church gave the color a huge media boost by declaring that the Virgin Mary’s robe would from now on be “sacred” blue. Sacré bleu! The color was an instant hit, even though it was still outrageously expensive. Painters especially adored it.

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But some went overboard, like Dutch painter Johannes Vermeer, who loved the pricey pigment so much that he drove his family into debt using it to paint the likes of The Milkmaid and Girl with a Pearl Earring. You can bet this didn’t sit too well with his domineering mother-in-law.

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So what does that have to do with the historical romances that I write? Well, my own love affair with blue began as a first-grader, when my father, a textile dyestuff chemist, brought home brightly dyed floss from his laboratory for my twin sister and me to play with. That love affair continues today: deep blue sapphires, indigo-colored eyes, the cobalt-blue steel of a dagger are some of the colors woven into my books.
Diamond Dark, available now on Amazon, is a love story particularly “tangled up in blue”: an ice-blue ballgown worn by Raven Barrancourt to a party in British India catches the eye of sexy sea captain Charles St. Germain. A peacock-blue harem costume that Raven puts on to sneak into the dark alleys of an ancient Punjab city also draws Charles’s eye—and his anger at the risk she’s taking (plus, of course, his lust).
I hope you’ll read my books and find enjoyment, as Bob Dylan said, “pourin’ off of every page … from me to you, tangled up in blue.”
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